★このブログは私が南山中高等学校男子部の英語教員だったときに英語の副教材として発行していた「日英バイリンガル通信」の継続版です。★第1号は2002年11月発行で、当時の生徒は中学1年生でした。通信の最終号(第29号)は2008年3月発行で、生徒は持ち上がってきた高校3年生です。★同年3月に退職してからも同通信をブログで発行し続け、今日に至っています。 This is a continuation of the bilingual bulletin that I published for my students when I was an English teacher at Nanzan High School in Nagoya, Japan. I started the publication when I taught the seventh graders in 2002 and finished it when they graduated in 2008. I published 29 issues during the 6 years.
Friday, March 5, 2010
[62] 象でさえも EVEN AN ELEPHANT
象でさえも
先週、象に関するドキュメンタリーを見た。象はランディと言う名前で、13年前の悲しい出来事をよく覚えており、私は感動した。
象の調教師だった坂本哲夢さんは千葉県の志村どうぶつ園の園長の家に生まれた。11歳で象使いになるためタイに行き、2年後帰国して12歳のランディを調教し始めた。餌をやり、体を洗い、芸を教え、檻を掃除し、ランディと遊んだ。哲夢さんとランディは大いに気が合った。
哲夢さんがランディを調教する時は、長さ60センチの調教棒を使うのだが棒の先に10センチほどの鉤爪がついていた。(調教棒は船のかぎ竿とか火かき棒に似ている。写真参照。)象の調教師はこの棒を使って調教する。棒の鉤爪で象の皮膚や肉を引っかくと、象は調教師の命令を聞くのだ。ところが、哲夢さんの調教棒の持ち方は違っていた。普通、調教師は棒の取っ手の方を持つのだが、哲夢さんは鉤爪が付いている方を持ち、鉤爪で象を刺さずに優しくなでた。
残念ながら哲夢さんは20歳で交通事故のため亡くなった。葬儀の参列にランディや何頭かの象が加わった。霊柩車が動物園を離れようとするとき、ランディは霊柩車のそばで大きく鳴き、霊柩車を鼻で覆い、膝まづいてしまった。調教師達がランディを霊柩車から引き離そうとしたが、ランディは動かなかった。葬儀後、ランディはコンクリートの檻に一カ月間も閉じこもり、餌もほとんど食べなかった。
それから13年の歳月が流れた。園長である哲夢さんの母親は、ランディが哲夢さんのことをまだ覚えているか知りたいと思った。そこで、ジョイスという動物と話ができる女性に日本に来てもらい、彼女の能力を実演してもらうことにした。ジョイスさんが動物園に来てランディに会い、両手で鼻を触って話をした。しばらくしてジョイスさんは「ランディは哲夢さんがホースを直接口の中に突っ込んで水をくれたのを懐かしがっていますよ」と言った。哲夢さんは実際そのようにしていたのだ。ジョイスさんが、さらに象と話をしていると、ランディはグルグル、グルグルという鳴き声をあげた。ジョイスさんは「ええ、ランディはまだ哲夢さんのことを覚えていますよ」と言った。それで、お母さんは哲夢さんの遺影(縦80センチ、横60センチほど)を持ってきてランディに見せた。ランディはすぐ写真がわかり、写真のあちこちを鼻で何回も触った。次にお母さんは哲夢さんの調教棒をランディに見せた。ランディはすぐ鼻で棒の鉤爪の方をつかみ、自分の前足や体を何回も何回もなでた。まるで哲夢さんが棒でなでてくれたことを懐かしがっているように。テレビカメラはここでランディをズームしたが、驚くなかれ、ランディは涙を流していた。涙は10センチぐらい頬を伝っていた。本当に哲夢さんのことを覚えていたのだ。
ランディが言葉を話せないのは残念だが、ランディは写真を見たとき「わたしは哲夢さんのことを一日として忘れたことはありません。彼の優しさや思いやりを忘れることなどできるもんですか。哲夢さんに会いたい。会いたい。」と言っていたのだろう。
人間より知能が低いと思われている象でさえも、悲しかった日、うれしかった日を13年も経っているのに覚えていた。象は人間より10倍、いや100倍も物事を覚えているのかも知れない。
このドキュメンタリー番組は、良い勉強になった。ランディのおかげで一つ賢くなった。
EVEN AN ELEPHANT
I watched a touching TV documentary featuring an elephant named Randy last week. What surprised me was that Randy remembered a sad event which had taken place 13 years before.
An elephant trainer, Tetsumu Sakamoto, was born to the Shimura Zoo director family in Chiba Prefecture. When he was 11 years old, he went to Thailand to become a mahout, elephant trainer for two years. After returning to Japan, he began to train Randy, who was then 12 years old. He fed and washed her, taught her tricks, cleaned her pen, and played with her. He loved Randy and Randy loved him.
When Tetsumu trained Randy, he used an elephant hook or a 60 centimeter wooden goad with a 10 centimeter hook at its end. (Its shape resembles a boat hook or a fireplace poker. Look at the picture above.) Elephant keepers use the goad to control elephants. When the keepers yank the hook in the elephants’ skin or fresh, the huge animals obey the keepers’ orders. However, Tetsumu used the elephant hook in a different way. Usually elephant keepers hold the handle, but Tetsumu held it by the hooked end. He did not strike Randy with the elephant hook, but stroked her body tenderly.
Unfortunately, Tetsumu died in a traffic accident at the age of 20. Several elephants including Randy joined the funeral procession in the zoo. When the time for the hearse to leave the zoo came, Randy wailed loudly beside the hearse, waved her trunk over it, and fell on a knee. She refused to leave it even when the elephant trainers tried to separate her from the hearse. After the funeral, Randy shut herself up in her concrete pen for a month scarcely eating food.
Thirteen years passed. Tetsumu’s mother, the zoo director, wondered whether Randy still remembered her son. She asked Joyce, a woman who possessed a special talent for communicating with animals. She was invited to Japan to demonstrate her ability. Joyce came to the zoo, met with Randy, and put her hands around her trunk and communicated with her. After some silence, she said, “Randy says she loved to drink water from the hose which Tetsumu put directly into her mouth.” Joyce’s words were accurate. After some more communication, Randy began to bellow. “Yes,” Joyce said. “Randy still remembers Tetsumu.” So, the mother fetched her son’s photograph, 60 centimeters wide and 80 meters long, which was used at the funeral procession. She showed it to Randy. She immediately recognized the picture, and touched all parts of the photograph with her trunk again and again. Next, the mother showed Tetsumu’s elephant hook to Randy. Randy in no time grabbed the goad with her trunk at the hooked end and began to stroke her front legs and body over and over again as if she missed the tender way with which Tetsumu stroked her. The television camera zoomed in on the elephant’s eye. Believe it or not, Randy was shedding tear. I saw the tear run down its cheek about 10 centimeters long. Randy was really remembering Tetsumu!
I am sorry that Randy could not speak, but I guess that Randy was saying when she sawa the photograph, “Not a day has passed without remembering Tetsumu. How can I forget his tenderness and kindness to me? I miss him. I miss him.”
Even an elephant, whose intelligence is supposed to be inferior to human beings, remembers sad and happy days even after 13 years have passed. Probably an elephant can remember 10 times or 100 times as much as humans.
The documentary gave me a good lesson. I have become wiser thanks to Randy.
I remember
more than you,
conceited humans
もっと沢山
覚えているよ、
鼻高人間さん
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My wife and I watched this program as well. It was very touching to see how much distress Randy felt. I think animals feel and know a lot more than humans give credit for.
ReplyDeleteThank you for telling me about the movie. I didn't know about it. One of the themes I have been pursuing recently in my research is "perspective taking," particularly our ability to take (or the habit of taking) the perspective of the other. Without that, there is no empathy or care, or love, even, and yet, it seems less importance has been placed on this. Instead, people are so focused on "their own happiness." Maybe that's because everything is so competitive in today's world, and so we can't afford to give time or energy to even think about others. What is dangerous is when educators get into this trap, because they are the ones, including parents of course, who should be demonstrating what is important and what is less important. Winning shouldn't be the goal; peace and happiness should be.
ReplyDeleteCharlie,
ReplyDeleteThank you for your comment. You are right. Winning the race is not important, but winning seems to give happiness.
Matsuoka
Having just watched the film [amid some tears at times], I would now love to find the documentary you mention in your post.
ReplyDeleteAlthough not with Elephants [sadly], I used to walk with many wild animals during my life in Africa; working in some of the smaller reserves.
I love the end of your signature: 'conceited humans'
I could not agree more. I will never trust a human; but I will always trust an animal.
GlenStobbs-san,
ReplyDeleteThank you for your comments.